Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

At this moment, on the top floor of Tianyue Mansion, in the Emperor's Hall.

This is the highest-class banquet hall in Tianyue Mansion, surrounded by huge floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a panoramic view of the bustling nightscape of the entire city.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the dome, refracting a dazzling golden light that shines on the ground, creating a dreamlike play of light and shadow.

Twenty or thirty people had already gathered in the hall; they were all classmates from Class 3, Grade 12 of Mencheng No. 1 Middle School.

"Hey, did you guys hear? Zhang Wei's tech company just finished its Series A funding round a few days ago, and its valuation has already exceeded 100 million!"

"My God, a hundred million? We couldn't earn even a fraction of that in our entire lives if we didn't eat or drink!"

"Of course! He's now an outstanding young man in the city. I heard that even city leaders want to meet him personally."

"I never expected that Zhang Wei, who was just an average student in school, would be doing so well now. I heard he booked the entire Emperor's Hall for dinner tonight, and the service fee alone must have been tens of thousands."

The students gathered in small groups, and without exception, they were all talking about the protagonist of the night, Zhang Wei.

His words were filled with envy and jealousy.

Just then, the carved wooden door to the banquet hall was respectfully pushed open by a waiter.

All eyes turned to the doorway.

Zhang Wei was wearing a dark blue Armani custom-made suit, and his hair was slicked back and shiny.

On his left wrist, he wore a Patek Philippe watch, its metal dial gleaming dazzlingly under the light.

On his right arm was a tall, slender young woman wearing a sequined backless mini-dress. The woman wore heavy makeup and extremely long false eyelashes, exuding a worldly air. She was half-crouched against Zhang Wei, laughing hysterically.

It's not Jiang Chuxue.

Several familiar classmates exchanged glances, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes, but it was quickly masked by fawning smiles on their faces.

"Viagra! You've finally arrived!"

"Wow, Wei Ge, you look absolutely stunning tonight! That suit, is it Armani haute couture?"

"Look at your ignorant attitude! A suit is nothing, look at the watch on Wei Ge's wrist! A Patek Philippe! That wouldn't cost less than a million or two!"

A group of classmates immediately swarmed around Zhang Wei and the woman like flies, surrounding them in the middle.

Hearing the compliments around him, Zhang Wei's vanity was greatly satisfied.

He slightly raised his head, patted the woman's waist with a flirtatious gesture, waved his hand, and laughed heartily:

"Haha, we're all old classmates, no need to be so polite! Tonight, everyone eat and drink to your heart's content! Tianyue Mansion's best red wine and top-grade Wagyu beef flown in from the air, all you can eat! Tonight, the whole place is on me, Zhang Wei!"

"Viagra is awesome!"

"Viagra is amazing!"

"Following Viagra means you'll get to eat meat!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the banquet hall.

The heavily made-up woman leaned against Zhang Wei's chest and said coquettishly, "Darling, you're so good to your classmate. She's getting jealous."

"Haha, baby, pick whichever bag you want later!" Zhang Wei pinched the woman, making her giggle again.

Just then, Zhao Dong, a classmate who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, suddenly squeezed in and asked with some confusion:

"Hey, Wei-ge, wait a minute. Didn't you say in the group chat that you were bringing Jiang Chuxue along tonight? Didn't you two just get engaged last month?"

The moment those words were spoken, the previously noisy private room fell silent.

Jiang Chuxue was the aloof school beauty of Mencheng No. 1 High School back then, and the dream lover of countless boys.

When the news broke last month that Zhang Wei was going to marry Jiang Chuxue, it broke the hearts of countless men.

Upon hearing the name "Jiang Chuxue," Zhang Wei's expression subtly changed, and a shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes.

But he hid it very well, quickly replacing it with a forced, somewhat helpless laugh, and said:

"She's a woman, you all know that, she takes forever to put on makeup before going out."

I urged her several times, but she told me to go first and she'd be there soon. Come on, let's drink first, no need to wait for her!

Upon hearing Zhang Wei's words, everyone wisely refrained from asking further questions and raised their glasses in agreement.

But in reality, Zhang Wei was seething with anger inside.

What do you mean by slow makeup! It's simply that that bitch Jiang Chuxue didn't want to come!

If it weren't for the fact that the Jiang family owed the Zhang family millions in debt from their business dealings, and Zhang Wei's persistent and persistent attempts to persuade her, promising that the debt would be wiped clean if she married into the family, the sensible Jiang Chuxue would have reluctantly agreed to the marriage.

Zhang Wei had hoped to show off Jiang Chuxue to his classmates at today's reunion, but Jiang Chuxue refused to ride in the same car as him and wouldn't even answer his phone.

There was no other way; to save face, he had to temporarily bring along this escort girl to maintain appearances.

"Damn it, you bitch, just wait until we're married, I'll see how I deal with you!" Zhang Wei cursed inwardly.

Just as the banquet hall was filled with clinking glasses and a lively atmosphere...

"Crunch"

The banquet hall doors were pushed open from the outside once again.

Everyone looked towards the gate and saw a young man walk in.

He was wearing a faded blue tracksuit with four somewhat mottled white characters printed on the chest: "Mencheng No.1 Middle School".

This is actually a high school uniform from ten years ago!

In the magnificent and luxurious Imperial Hall, this worn-out school uniform looked so out of place and so jarring.

"Holy crap, who is this? Did they come to the wrong room?"

"Wait, that face looks kind of familiar?"

"It looks like Wu Fan?!"

"Wu Fan? The Wu Fan who suddenly disappeared on the day he graduated high school and vanished for a full ten years?!"

"Oh my god, it really is him! He's not dead?"

"No way, how did he end up so poorly? He can't even afford a decent outfit for a class reunion? He's showing up in his old high school uniform?"

"Tsk tsk, look at those clothes, they're all pilled from washing. Where has he been begging for food for the past ten years?"

Several disdainful and mocking glances were shot at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan was once a prominent figure in his class, handsome and academically excellent.

But now, seeing his shabby and destitute appearance, many people suddenly felt a sense of superiority.

Zhang Wei, standing in the center of the crowd, had a sudden flash of inspiration when he saw Wu Fan.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He's here! This kid really came! And he's dressed like a beggar!

Back in school, Wu Fan stole the show, and even Jiang Chuxue was very fond of him.

Today, Zhang Wei is going to crush Wu Fan's self-esteem completely under his feet in front of everyone!

"Oh my god! Wu Fan!!"

Zhang Wei pushed aside the heavily made-up woman beside him, swaggered forward with an exaggerated smile on his face, and strode towards her.

"I thought you weren't coming! It's been ten years, brother, I've missed you so much!"

His voice was loud enough for everyone in the banquet hall to hear clearly.

As he spoke, Zhang Wei walked up to Wu Fan and slapped him hard on the shoulder.

Wu Fan slightly turned his body, avoiding Zhang Wei's shot at an extremely natural angle.

Zhang Wei's hand missed its target, and his expression froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

He deliberately circled around Wu Fan, looking him up and down at the faded school uniform, and clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Dude, your outfit today is really retro! Hahaha, you've stayed true to your roots. Wearing this makes me feel ten years younger!"

The surrounding students burst into laughter.

"Haha, yeah, Wu Fan, where did you dig this school uniform out of?!"

"That's hilarious! You're the first person to wear a school uniform to Tianyue Mansion!"

Hearing the laughter around him, Zhang Wei's vanity was greatly satisfied.

He gestured for everyone to be quiet, then adopted a big brother's demeanor and spoke earnestly to the crowd:

"Hey everyone! Stop laughing! Say less!"

"Wu Fan must have had a tough ten years away from home. As his classmates, we should be more understanding."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Wu Fan, his face showing a hint of charity:

"Wu Fan, your presence today is a great honor for me, Zhang Wei! Eat as much as you like later. The dishes at Tianyue Mansion are not cheap; you've probably never even heard of them outside."

"It's my treat today, all you can eat! If you're still hungry, I'll have the waiter pack two more portions for you to take home!"

These words, on the surface, were meant to help Wu Fan out of a predicament, but in reality, every word was like a knife, directly confirming Wu Fan's image as "extremely miserable and unable to even afford food."

The students in the banquet hall looked at Wu Fan with even greater disdain.

"Oh, it's really pitiful. He was a top student back then, and now he's ended up like this."

"That's just fate. Viagra is really a good friend."

Everyone assumed that, faced with such a harsh insult, Wu Fan would either leave in shame and indignation or refute it with a flushed face.

However, Wu Fan simply stood quietly in place.

His expression was calm and composed, without anger or embarrassment.

Those deep, dark eyes swept over the classmates around them who were pointing and whispering.

Finally, his gaze fell on Zhang Wei's smug face, and he said calmly:

Where is Jiang Chuxue?

These four words,

The previously noisy laughter stopped instantly.

The smug smile on Zhang Wei's face froze completely in an instant.